FSE

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Author's Note: IT'S BARBIE, BITCH!! So I hope you liked the last one. This is the continuation. Not sure how long it's going to be, but I plan to keep going until I'm bored. YIFF!

Cats away, well the mice will play, LOL, smiley face, have a nice day, cause POP! POP! POP! It goes my rubber band, so STOP! STOP! STOP! Stop sniffing that contraband!

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On the short car ride to his house, I learned his name was Kaiden and he's twenty-six years old. I know, I know. He's ten years older than I am, but he's fucking hot! He was a quarter back in high school and went to the same school as me. He also went to college and got a degree in business, but he doesn't really use it right now. He lives alone and likes a lot of the same things I like. He calls me Nicki instead of Nick, but I can overlook that.

His house sat at the end of a long driveway hidden away from the main road. It was a small white house very nicely decorated. It reminded me of my house. He turned off the engine and rushed over to my door. He opened it like a gentleman and held my hand as I stumbled in the driveway. "Can you walk?" he asked in a concerned tone.

"Yeah," I said with confidence. Then he let me go and I fell against the hood of the truck with the grace of a true drunk. He pulled me back up to my feet and turned around.

"Get on my back," he ordered. I wrapped my arms around his back eagerly and threw my legs around his waist. He placed his hands under my thighs and carried me like a feather towards the stairs. I enjoyed this position a little too much. I rested my head on his shoulder and focused on not getting hard. I could've fallen asleep right there, but I assumed if I stayed awake that he would want to play. I really wanted to play. I heard him laughing.

"What?" I asked.

"You get turned on easily, don't you?" I hadn't realized I'd lost control.

"I'm sorry," I said as if it didn't bother me, "it's the alcohol."

"Uh huh," he chuckled. I was blushing so hard and trying to make it go away, but every time he moved, his back rubbed against it and only increased the feeling of pleasure. Once we were inside, he took straight to the bedroom and gently placed me on the bed like I was made of glass. "I have some vodka if you want some," he offered. If I knew my limits, I would've said no, but I was trying to impress the twenty-six year old wolf.

"Yeah," I said excitedly.

"Do you smoke? Weed?" He asked. I never had before and always promised myself I wouldn't, but again I wanted him to like me.

"I'll try it," I said with drunken certainty. He grinned and left the room closing the door behind him. I sat up and looked around. The room was painted a light brown color and went well with the chocolate colored down blanket I was sitting on. I loved down comforters and how they were snuggle soft and fluffy. The bed was very large and neatly made. There were pictures of the wolf hanging on the wall. In some, he was smiling with furs that I assumed were his friends. I could see a dark room to my right that I assumed was the bathroom. I really needed to pee, but my head was spinning so much I didn't think I could hit the toilet and that was the last first impression I wanted to make.

The wolf returned with a large black tray that held two shot glasses, a blue bottle of vodka, and what I assumed to be a bong. He placed the tray on the end of the bed and climbed up next to me. I gave myself an internal smile as I realized his eyes were full of lust and the vodka and weed were only attempts to get me ready. Not that I wasn't already.

"So, tell me more about you," he said as he poured the two shot glasses and passed one to me. I threw the shot back and felt the alcohol burn as if fell to my stomach. My throat was on fire. I needed water, but I was not going to kill the party mood.

"What do you want to know?" I slurred and he chuckled.

"No more alcohol for you. You're going to kill yourself. What was that like shot twenty one?" He snickered. I tried to look disappointed, but I was hoping he would say something like that. "What's your favorite movie?"

"Um, right now it's the new Halloween movie, but of all time it's definitely Titanic."

"Ugh, that's so typical."

"Well, what's your favorite movie, Mister uh, mister, er, mister good-taste-in-movies?" I struggled to spit the words out through my drunken state, which he found hilarious.

"Obviously, Kick-Ass or Inception," he replied.

"What?!" I yelled in disbelief, "Kick-Ass was so grade b. It was over marketed and didn't live up to the expectations."

"You're hot, but you're stupid," he sighed. "Favorite artist?"

"Depends on the year, album, and genre," I countered.

"Oh, now I've found your hot spot," he chuckled.

"Not yet," I mumbled.

"What?"

"Nothing, teach me how to do that," I pointed to the purple bong, which reminded me of certain body parts only found on males.

"Ok," he grabbed the bongs shaft and pulled it over to where we sat. "You put your mouth over the top and when I say suck, you suck until I pull the slide and take as much as you can and hold it in. Got it?"

"Yeah, I think so." Kaiden flicked a lighter and held it somewhere near the bottom. I placed my muzzle over the hole and made sure there was no escape for the smoke.

"Suck," I sucked and felt a lot of resistance, "harder, suck harder." I obeyed and still didn't feel anything. Suddenly, Kaiden pulled something at the bottom, the resistance completely vanished, and my lungs were filled with thick white smoke. I turned my head and coughed for what felt like five minutes. Kaiden laughed and then took his own draw off the bong. I felt bad when he didn't cough. "Are you ok?" I shook my head as if it would clear my body long enough for me to think.

"Yeah, why did I cough?"

"Everybody does their first time." I nodded in understanding. He passed it to me once again and I did much better this time. I still coughed, but only about three times.

"Is this the bathroom?" I couldn't hold it anymore.

"Yeah, can you make it?" he asked.

"Yeah," I rolled off the bed and groggily made my way to the white pristine toilet. I peed without any mistakes and found my way back to the bed. Everything felt better after I peed. Kaiden was leaning back against the pillows.

"You didn't zip your pants," he commented with a smirk. I looked down and blushed. I zipped them back into place.

"I'm a work in progress," I beamed.

"I didn't say you had to zip them," he gave the sexiest smile I'd ever seen. "Can I get a back massage?"

"Of course," he sat up and looked at me.

"You have to take my shirt off," he grinned. I buzzed with excitement as I climbed between his thick muscled legs. I peeled the thin black shirt from his torso and he lifted his arms so I could take it off completely. Once it was completely off, he rolled over on his stomach and I admired his tightly toned ass. His whole body was perfectly chiseled and every muscle was visible. I mounted his butt and placed my paws at the top of his broad shoulders.

He moaned as I pressed and worked the firm muscles to the best of my ability. I wasn't sure who was enjoying the massage more, him or me.

Alright, stop. As you can tell, things are about to get heavy. Before attempting to reenact, please refer back to the rules of riding with a stranger. These are the rules for sleeping with a stranger. Rule one, don't sleep with a stranger. Rule two, don't sleep with a stranger. Rule three, if you missed rule one and two and did sleep with a stranger, leave the stranger's house immediately. Play.

I worked my hands over his tight muscles with as much force as I could muster. He groaned every now and then when I hit a sweet spot. I was slowly working my way down and stopped at his waistline to move back up. "What are you doing?" he asked, "Keep going." I grinned to my self and squeezed his butt playfully. I massaged the firm cheeks as he moaned and groaned the whole time. I continued to work down until my paws were on the inside of his thighs. He really liked this. I tried to massage the back of his balls through his jeans, but it was difficult. He writhed underneath me as I slowly tortured and tease the most sensitive areas. I ran my fingers over where I thought his hole would be and he squirmed even more. Suddenly, he rolled over so that he was on to of me now. "You're pretty good at this."

"It's not my first time," I chuckled. He practically ripped my shirt off and rubbed his paws over my chest. His fingers circled my nipples causing them to erect. Unfortunately, it wasn't the only thing.

"I knew you got turned on easy," he snickered. Right as I was about to reply, he pressed his soft lips against mine. I basked in the long awaited acknowledgement. His tongue forced my lips apart and dug deep into my mouth. I tried to explore his, but even his tongue was better toned than mine was. I felt him giggle above me as my arousal poked his ripped abs. Slowly, he slid his tongue out of my mouth and started to lap at the fur on my neck. He had so much more experience than I did. It was obvious. He sucked and nibbled at one spot on my neck. My head swam with the sensation. I felt one of his paws caress the inside of my thigh, which shot lust up my spine.

"You're killing me, dude," I laughed.

"You haven't seen anything yet," he grinned and continued to lick his way to my belly button.

Alright, stop. If you ever say, "You're killing me," to anyone and their response is anything, but "No, I'm not," They probably mean it. Most strangers are serial killers. Actually, I don't have any evidence to back that up, but I'm sure a lot of them are. Michael Myers, for example, his own sister doesn't know him. Play.

His tongue flickered down the fur until he reached my jeans. "Ready to lose these?" he asked with a mischievous smile upon his face.

"If you'd be so kind," I joked. He dragged the paw that was on my thigh over to my zipper and squeezed on the visible bulge in the jeans. I gripped the sheets tightly as more waves of lust trilled in my brain. He pulled the jeans off quickly and ran his paw across the grey boxer-briefs that kept my erection concealed. He pressed his muzzle underneath my balls and I could feel him sniffing. It felt amazing. He used one paw to slowly work my sheath through the boxers. I tried to think of something to do with my paws, but there was nothing to do that wasn't already being done. I saw my boxers getting wet from the pre-cum seeping from the tip. Kaiden giggled.

"Don't get to excited, Nicki." He pulled back to remove his own jeans revealing tight red boxer-briefs. He wasn't hard, but I could see the outline of everything that was inside. He was far bigger than I'd imagined. Easily nine inches long, which killed mine by about three inches. His fingers traced my waistline until they snuck inside and pulled them down to my ankles.

Alright, stop. I know you're like quit interrupting, but this is a milestone for me. My pants are off with another guy who isn't paying me. Even though I met him four hours ago. Play.

I felt his cold rubbery nose sniff my sac again. Suddenly, my body rippled as he slid his warm wet tongue across the furry orbs. He suckled each of them intensely. My claws dug into the fluffy comforter and I gritted my teeth to hold back a moan. Then he teasingly licked at the pink tip that was soaking me in pre-cum. He gripped the sheath tightly in his paw and proceeded to lick the underside of my shaft. I couldn't hold back the whimper. "Are you ok?" he asked.

"No, I'm totally about to blow it," I whispered.

"Well that's the idea, isn't it?" He pawed me before he slipped the tip of my cock

into his lips. I moaned and writhed underneath the pleasure. His tongue fluttered on the

tip and he slurped at the massive amounts of pre-cum. Slowly, he pulled in more and more until he reached the base. I placed my paws gently on the back of his head and massaged him while he sucked. I moaned as he continued to pull as much pre-cum from me as he could. I'm pretty sure my eyes rolled into the back of my skull. I'd never had head this good. I felt his tongue squish my member against the roof of his mouth and he gently nibbled on the tip.

I was fighting the orgasm at this point. He was relentless. I couldn't help myself. Every time he slid his head up I pushed it all the way back down. I felt a rubbery paw fondling my balls and massaging my taint. I moaned one more time before I exploded into ecstasy. He tried to swallow the stringy white fluid, but when he pulled back, I shot some on his muzzle. He used a paw to pull out the few drips that didn't make it. They fell onto my crotch. I tried desperately to catch my breath and calm my heart. Kaiden placed his paw on my stomach and caressed it gently. "Can we move on or would you rather rest?" he asked.

Alright, stop. That sounded like the nicest thing ever, didn't it? I mean what fur would give a blowjob and then ask if it's ok that he cums too? Easy answer. They don't. Play.

"No, I'm good," I lied. I was ready to pass out completely, but then I was sure not to get the second date.

"Ok," he sighed and waited.

"Are you going to lay down or what?"

"Oh, well I was kind of hoping to... explore the other side of your body, but whatever you feel like is fine."

"Oh, yeah. I'm fine," I lied again. I really wasn't ready for nine inches up my butt. The most that had ever been up there was six and that hurt pretty bad. I rolled over and got up on my paws and knees. I felt him moving behind me. "Hey, can I ask a favor?"

"Of course," he answered.

"Could you start off slow? I'm not really experienced in this area and you look pretty big."

"I was planning on it," he chuckled. I raised my butt so he could get better leverage. "You have a really nice ass." I laughed as his paws massaged the cheeks. I felt one thick digit pushing it's way in. "You need to relax." I did as he said and it made the fingers entrance a little less painful. He pulled the finger out and pushed it back in. "You're really tight."

"Not very experienced, remember?" He laughed and forced another finger into the tiny whole. I exhaled sharply to control the pain. He worked the fingers in and out until the pain was gone and I was enjoying the feeling. It made a squishy sound as he moved them at a quicker pace.

"How's that feel?" he asked.

"Pretty good," I laughed. He removed his fingers and I heard him remove his boxers. I looked back to see him pawing at nine inches of throbbing pink flesh. I realized two fingers just wasn't going to cut it. I grabbed the pillow in front of me and bit into it as his paws clutched my hips. I stopped biting long enough to relax myself.

Suddenly, I felt the tip forcing it's way in. It wasn't very pain, but soon he passed the point that his fingers had stretched and I bit back into the pillow as he slowly continued in. I started crying, but I wanted to scream. The long pink flesh was ripping me in half. I cried out into the pillow and he stopped.

"Are you ok?" he asked.

"How far are you?" I asked.

"About halfway, why?"

"Nothing just keep going." He returned to forcing his way through my butt. I could feel every new centimeter that it ripped. I bit the pillow and breathed heavily. The walls of my butt tried to stop the intruder, but he was too powerful. Suddenly, he stopped. We sat there for a moment while I adjusted. I took deep relaxing breaths and finally felt well enough for him to continue. He pulled out about halfway. It felt worse going out that it did coming in. He slowly began humping at a steady pace. Every pump pushed the air out of my lungs. I started to feel like I had to pee, but I knew I didn't. He couldn't make me come again, could he? His pace slowly increased and the friction wore off as the pre-cum from his long cock acted as a lubricant. His balls rubbed against mine and I cried out as he forced the knot in. He didn't stop this time, but quickened his pace even more. It felt like a jack hammer was pounding my ass. He moaned and grunted as he drew closer to orgasm. I started to like the feeling as he progressively got faster. He was so good at this. He milked every second for it's full value. Every now and then, he would slow down. I thought it meant he was about to cum, but I figured out soon enough that he was stopping himself from cumming. After what felt like hours of my ass being pounded like a nail, he moaned as warm liquid filled my worn hole. I could feel every spurt as he pulled out. The final splash hit my butt cheek and he collapsed beside me. I tried to get up to clean myself, but I was far too sore. I fell down next to him, but kept my butt in the air for relief.

"You're bleeding, you know," he said after he caught his breath. I knew something was leaking down my thigh, but I thought it belonged to him. He placed his arm around me and pulled me to his face, which forced my butt down. "I really like you. You seem like a cool kid," he smiled.

"I like you too," I returned the smile, but mine was totally fake. I hurt too much to smile.

"Did I hurt you? I can get you something."

"No, I'm fine. I have school tomorrow though." That was going to be interesting. I knew this pain wouldn't be gone.

"You want to skip?" he asked mischievously. I needed a quick lie. Not that I wanted to go to school, but I could not take another fucking like this for at least twenty-four hours.

"I've already missed too many day, but can we chill tomorrow evening or something?"

"I can pick you up from school,"

"Soccer practice," I added quickly.

"Well, I have to work at five and I get off at midnight. So, I'll pick you up after that and then we can go somewhere Saturday. Ok?"

"Cool. See you in the morning," I laughed and fell asleep on top of the furry wolf's chest. It was the best sleep I'd had. Ever.